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Dr. Mr. President P!nk

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Dear Mr. President
FCome take a walk with me.
GmLet's pretend we're just two people and you're not
Fbetter than me.
A#I'd like to ask you some questions if we can
Fspeak honestly.

D#WhaD#t dDmo yC7ou C7feeA#l wFhen you see all the homeless on the street?
D#WhoD# doDm yoC7u pC7rayA# foFr at night be fore you go to sleep?
D#WhaD#t dDmo yC7ou C7feeA#l wFhen you look in the mirror?
D#Are you proud?

A#HowF d[D#-A#-Eb]o you sleep while the rest of us cry?
A#HowF d[D#-Dm-Eb]o you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
A#HowF d[D#-A#-Eb]o you walk with your head held high?
A#CanD7 yoD#u even look me in the eye?
A#And tell me why.

A#Dear Mr. President
FWere you a lonely boy? Are you a lonely boy?
GmAre you a lonely boy?
FHow can you say?
A#No child is left behind.
FWe're not dumb and we're not blind.
GmThey're all sitting in your cells.
FWhile you pave the road to hell

D#WhaD#t kDmindC7 ofC7 faA#theFr would take his own daughter's rights away?
D#AndD# whDmat C7kinC7d oA#f fFather might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
D#I cDman C7onlA#y iFmagine what the first lady has to say?
D#You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine!

A#HowF dD#o yA#ou D#sleep while the rest of us cry?
A#HowF dD#o yA#ou D#dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
A#HowF dD#o yA#ou D#walk with your head held high?
A#CanD7 yoD#u even look me in the eye?

GmLetAm meA# tell you bout hard work
CmMinDmimuD#m wage with a baby on the way
GmLetAm meA# tell you bout hard work
CmRebDmuilD#ding your house after the bombs took them away
GmLetAm meA# tell you bout hard work
CmBuiCmldiDmng D#a bed out of a card board box
GmLetGm meAm teA#ll you bout hard work
Hard work
CmHarCmd wDmorkD#  
GmYouGm doAmn'tA# know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
CmHarCmd wDmorkD# Oh!

A#How do you
Fsleep at night?
A#How do you walk
A#with your head held high?
A#Dear Mr. President
FYou'd never take a walk with me
F#Would you?


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